Chapter 2845 - 580: Unstoppable Momentum, Slaying the Military Lord’s Incarnation!
Chapter 2845: Chapter 580: Unstoppable Momentum, Slaying the Military Lord’s Incarnation!
The wolf’s eyes scanned in all directions.
Seven level 9, eighty-eight level 8, thousands of shadows completely surrounded them. Void lockdown, elements forbidden, no way to heaven or earth!
Rumble! A golden world slowly emerged, countless armies of shadows bowing and saluting, welcoming the indifferent figure of the black-armored swordsman on the golden throne.
Levi, with a satisfied expression, asked with a smile:
"General Sha Lang, where are you planning to go?"
General Sha Lang, knowing his death was near, did not beg for mercy. With a flick of his wrist, a pitch-black chain grew in the wind, turning into a clawing and biting black dragon charging at Levi.
Bam!
That figure lightly raised his hand, and the power of the [Vajra Sacred Realm] formed a golden domain spanning thousands of miles. Within it, the elemental magnetism reversed, and the powerful repulsion forcibly sealed the chain, making it immobile.
In an angry roar, a colossal Primordial Magnetic Giant took shape, grabbing the chain with its backhand and dragging General Sha Lang over.
"Damn it!"
General Sha Lang quickly released his grip, allowing the rare treasure to be lost.
"I’ll fight you to the end!"
He roared, activating his bloodline power, transforming entirely into a massive black demon wolf, with seven heads and fourteen pairs of green eyes staring at Levi.
Vaguely, an ominous demonic wolf’s shadow appeared behind him, boosting its aura to nearly reach level 9 late stage.
He transformed into black light, breaking through the lockdown of the Black Shadow Army, penetrating Levi’s magnetic force field, with its wolf claws tearing through everything, managing to approach within a meter of the throne...only to find he could move no further.
The elemental magnetism here was strong enough to distort space and disrupt time; no matter how much the wolf’s head and claws attacked, they couldn’t touch even a hair on Levi.
The wolf’s head spewed black demon flames, and as the flames hurtled forward, they all disappeared within a meter before Levi... It was truly despairing—though close, he could not attack his foe!
Were it not for the ominous wolf shadow behind him, even reaching this point would be impossible.
Levi gently rotated his right hand, and the giant wolf’s waist and body twisted like a pretzel, its bones exploding, organs shifting, and blood vessels shattering...
"Carrying the bloodline of the Calamity Demon Wolf, yet serving under the Blood Fire Dominator, do mythic creatures have no dignity? It’s a pity, otherwise, I might have spared your life. It would be a decent mount for my knights."
Levi clenched his right hand into a fist, crushing the giant wolf into a meatball.
A twisted soul appeared, glaring venomously at Levi. A golden little hand reached in, grabbing it and twisting it into a can.
"What are you looking at? Is the master someone you can gaze at freely?"
Leon collected it and stepped aside.
Levi stored the body away, planning to extract the [Calamity Demon Wolf]’s bloodline later, something that may come in handy.
The Dark Moon Knights, who refined the [Void Demon Dog], a legendary creature, might bear some traces of the Calamity Demon Wolf. The level 9 treasure [Black Prison Chain] is also not bad, and can be placed in the organization’s treasury for the supernovas to exchange.
The Black Shadow Army slaughtered wantonly!
Rumble!
With the appearance of black clouds of tribulation, a level 8 peak Stone Statue Demon shadow began to undergo tribulation, later successfully advancing to level 9.
For these shadows, which are already level 9, the success rate of tribulation is very high, with only one failure so far.
Simultaneously, within the Black Shadow Army, a series of powerful auras began to erupt. From rank 5 to level 6, from level 6 to level 7... the number of level 8 Demon Generals reached 92!
Far off, Lady Rowling had a hint of shock on her face, murmuring inwardly:
"What kind of innate spell does Levi have? It’s enough to support an entire legendary profession on its own... its upper limit is higher than I imagined. Normally, a Ninth-Circle Wizard’s spiritual force is simply insufficient to sustain so many summoned creatures. Just these eight level 9s could overwhelm them, not to mention tens of thousands at level 6. If it were me with my ninth-circle, I’d have already gone insane and been backfired by the crowd of demons."
Yet it seemed Levi was completely unaffected.
In truth, it’s the combined effect of a naturally high spiritual force limit, Infinite Primordial Soul, and Chaotic Power, which has led to Levi’s current situation.
Before long, this divine race army was utterly annihilated, with no survivors. Levi turned into light, approached Rowling, and said with a smile:
"Six of the Blood Fire Eighteen Drops have been dealt with... Let’s continue, my lady, as long as we can before level-10 blockades us."
...
In the Holy War World.
"The Dusk Palace Master has appeared in the Aiken Territory, all generals on their return journey must detour around this area, and swiftly rendezvous with my divine general’s incarnation, only by utilizing my incarnation can we contend with it."
"Wild Dog God, the Dusk Palace Master has appeared, please go swiftly to the locations I’ve mentioned to ambush, and strive to corner him for three days until my incarnation arrives for the siege!"
Orders were issued one after another, feeling the death of General Sha Lang, the Holy War Army Master’s face was extremely grim, distressed.
...
Two years later.
In Nora Calendar 1642, Blood Battle 1530 year.
The silver spaceship traversed the Sea of Ruins, Levi held a slate in his hand, projecting such an image:
A black-armored swordsman shrouded in dark mist, his figure blurred, surrounded by black flames, wielding a Black Devil Blade, slaughtering madly at a stronghold of the Council of Ten Thousand Clans, leaving a river of blood wherever he went, with no one able to withstand a single strike, already at level 8 standard.
Suddenly, a Hidden One exuding level 9 aura descended, carried with him a cosmic claw reaching for the black-armored swordsman. Behind the swordsman appeared the projections of a Nine-headed Giant Dragon and the Thunder Demon Emperor, showing a smirk, confronting the attack head-on but losing, disappearing into the crack of red and black.